Early Flight for Mistress

Our Sunday at the temporarily empty nest was just what Mistress and Slave needed: no sulking daughter (at least not on the premises) and no schedule to speak of.  That left time for some leisurely morning sex in our Executive Suite, reading the papers, a nice bike ride to the local swim club, and some time for both of us to recharge our batteries.  We did get a nice Anniversary note from our Western Correspondent, which he authorized us to share:

Well 

Let me tell you about my friends Mick and Molly

First of all Molly is hopelessly in love with Mick

Has been for twenty years

Lest any of you think this cuckolding thing is anything but a turn on to those two nuts then you are mistaken

And lest you think Mick is really a submissive

You are wrong

It turns him on 

But 

Not really.............

He is a powerhouse professional

And so is Molly

They have been my good friends for three years or so

And Mick's blog has been such good entertainment every morning

And I have gotten to know my dear friends Donna, Bill, and Sue through Mick's blog

So Mick and Molly 

Happy Anniversary ,

Your friend

The 

WC

Thanks, WC. We are looking forward to the next installment of your investigative report on the goins on at "Scarlett Ranch".

Unfortunately, Mistress had a very early flight to the big apple for some business meetings today. She had set her alarm clock for 4:45 am. But both of us slept a little restlessly. The old "You know you have to wake up early, so its hard to sleep" phenomenon.

AS it turned out we were both awake about 15 minutes before the alarm was set to go off.... It was hard for me to resist the temptation of Mistress's lush and naked body next to me... some suckling on a taut nipple led me a little lower, and soon I was engaged in earnest pre-dawn worship. Mistress seemed to respond with a robust enthusiasm, even though she knew it would soon be time to arise.  And Slave was rising to the ocassion too...

But it was not to be. The alarm went off just as Slave was taking advantage of the situation, and my window of opportunity shut.

"Sorry Slave..... I'm going to have to give you a rain check for this evening."

Ah well.... so much for "pampering" today.


But it was my fault for kicking off the proceedings just a little too late.  So much for "early birds" and their "worms".

I did drive Mistress to the airport: a small airport that has a daily "shuttle" to the Big City. More Casablanca than O'Hare (or even Midway). At least I could walk Mistress to the "gate" (in this case a door to the runway) and give her a kiss good bye.

I'm looking forward to collecting on that "rain check" later this evening, once I collect her at the airport.

Mistress: Sexual Superstar

When Mistress got home at around 3 pm or so Saturday afternoon she was ready for a nap....

"I'm tired Slave.... lots of sex, then that 20 mile bike ride...."

Clearly J had put Mistress to the test.

But I was happy to join her for a nap in the Executive Suite. She even let me suckle her clean shaven folds for a bit before we drifted off, so I could savor the combined flavors of the various forms of "exercise" she had enjoyed over the last 16 or so hours.

Yum.

And when the napping was done, she was merciful and ended Slave's "drought".... though I had had to go gently...

"My parts are a little sore Slave.... that was a whole lot of sex.... more than usual...."

Over dinner at a trendy restaurant in an historic  part of River City we discussed her evening.

Now this is a "sex" blog, but it's told from Slave's perspective for the most part. And when Mistress is off having sex with someone else, the details of the coverage are always a little spotty.

Slave does not feel its his place to cross-examine Mistress on the details. And from what I can tell, J is a little sheepish about the notion that Mistress shares much with me at all, let alone that it shows up on the internet.

I suspect from her perspective she is sensitive to J's concerns, but she also knows that my "twisted" psyche enjoys when she elects to open the curtain a tad.

So at dinner she was a little more detailed than normal.

"Yes, Slave..... there was a whole lot of sex.... Friday night and this morning...."

"Hmmm.... when you called to say good night, you said you were just going to sleep....."

"I thought that was the plan, Slave..... but then as he cuddled up next to me after I said 'good night'... well there was a 'response'."

"Ahh the old 'hard cock' poking at you, Mistress...."

"And once we got started.... well .... I don't think things calmed down until around 1 am...."

"You called me around 8 or so this morning.... I figured there would be more sex after that...."

"You figured right Slave.... and once J gets into action.... well it gets pretty athletic with him...."

"Poor Mistress.... all those cums...."

"Yes.... lots of cock riding.... and him going at me with my legs up on his shoulders...."

"No wonder your parts were tender Mistress.... you probably should have told me to cool my jets this afternoon."

"I wouldn't do that to my Slave.... you'd waited so long already...."

See fans, Slave is pampered. Somehow I don't think Tammy would be hearing that from Suzanne under similar circumstances.

As we walked off dinner through a gritty neighborhood in the throes of gentrification, Mistress shared a little more.

"J seems very impressed with my sexual prowess Slave.... he says I'm a sexual super-star.... that I have all the right moves for every situation...."

"Well I've known that for a while, Mistress.....but it doesn't hurt for you to hear it from an admirer, does it?"

"Of course not.....maybe its why I do my real job as well as I do.... I can adjust to the needs and desires of the 'customer'...."

 "You are flexible, Mistress.... and certainly know how to please...."

"Maybe I've made the wrong career choice.... I've been trying to find the right showcase for my 'talents', when all along I could have been a high end courtesan...."

" It would probably pay better...."

In fact, just the other day our (going back to sullen teen) was berating her 'parental units' in her typical dismissive style, saying that we were both too old to change careers.... but in this case, I'm not so sure.

Dinner With J

I walked our girls to the "Bus Stop" here in River City yesterday afternoon. Fortunately, they did not need me to wait until they boarded for the Windy City.

"It's not rocket science, Dad", said the daughter who had spent a good part of last year traveling via train, bus and subway around Europe.

No, it isn't. And hopefully they didn't see me click my heals in delight as I slunk back to my office. Almost 3 whole days without the little darlings messing up the kitchen and lurking about!

Last night, Mistress and I headed over to J's love shack, where we chatted a bit, sipped beers, and then headed out for a Sushi in a nearby neighborhood.

It's always funny to watch Mistress bask in the public attention of her two men. She likes to flirt with us both in public, and tease us both about her carnal plans for us. 

"I do like the attention, Slave...."

Yes, she does.  And poor J has not quite gotten to the point where her frankly sexual comments aren't a tad embarassing.

Like last night, when she commented on the two day beard growth he was sporting. Maybe J was going for that hipster look, but Mistress was a little concerned about the potential for abrasion.

"Slave, look at that beard he's got..... it could irritate my tender skin...."

"Which skin are you worried about.....your face.... or the clean shaven folds?"

J's looking at us like we're crazy.  But the restaurant is packed and loud. No one is listening in.

"J what if that beard is rough on my little sex parts?"

He's just shaking his head.

After dinner, I dropped the two of them off at J's place. They were both a little tired, so my guess is they needed a little R & R before the festivities began. So I announced I'd be heading home.

Mistress gave her Slave a hug and tender kiss.

"Be good Slave.... and no touching...."

"Of course not..."

I suppose I should be grateful that Mistress did not take all that helpful "coaching" yesterday about cage time for her Slave.

So today I'll be taking my grandsons for a little outing this morning. Mistress and J have their own plans, including a long bike ride.

We'll meet up here again this afternoon.

Somehow I suspect Mistress will be in the mood for a late afternoon nap.  But hopefully Slave will be able to do some worship, if only to soothe her beard burned flesh.

Forced Evacuation of the Nest

Mistress and Slave have had a hectic few days, but there is light at the end of our manic tunnel: we are putting our two darling daughters on the Bus to the Windy City this afternoon, for a four day visit their Auntie. Finally, a little solo time here at the UCTMW World HQ to allow their aging sexual deviant parents a little naughty elbow room. We are trying not to start celebrating before they are actually out the door!

Tonight we'll be having a Sushi dinner with Mistress's lover J.  There haven't been many opportunities in recent weeks to catch up with him.  After dinner, I will leave the two love birds to their own devices at his "love shack" for the night, and hold down the fort solo here at corporate HQ.

In the morning, he and Mistress will be going for a long bike ride, and I will be taking my two cute grandsons swimming, all the while looking forward to a little "reunion" sex with Mistress on Saturday afternoon.

And tomorrow we've scheduled a romantic dinner for the two of us to celebrate our Anniversary.

Once again, I'm up a little later than normal here. Sleep is nice, but it's cutting into blog time for your Executive Editor. 

So excuse me if I sign off quickly, and return to the Executive Suite.... I better get my wake-up sex in this AM, because my window of opportunity will close until Saturday afternoon. And you wouldn't want that to happen to "poor Slave".